Novel & Cerita Primal Fear Devil

One of expression that so strange was the curiousity and confussion that came out strange when there's pain and fear that couldn't hide about in his eyes. “This is not defying the heaven,” the Devil's voice thundered about in his mind that shocked Raj once again. But not as shocked as before, he could remain to observed the Devil. “This is defying everything that common in this surrounding. You haven't heard a Devil turned Alpha in the history? That's may never happen like it was hidden, hidden through everyone's understanding!”

He pressed a hand to his own chest, fingers digging into his skin like he wanted to tear something out. “And right now…” his voice broke, “it’s burning so damn much I can barely stand.” The admission came out between clenched teeth, his shoulders bowing for the barest second under a weight she couldn’t see. Adelaide’s heart stuttered painfully. Her lips parted— but no sound came out. This was wrong. It was all wrong. The Devil was not supposed to feel her fear. He was supposed to feed on it. He looked at her with all the hunger he’d tried to crush, all the violence he’d inflicted on the tortured souls, all the wanting he couldn’t bury— and still didn’t move another inch toward her.

Freya might have sounded brave, but the truth was, she was worried about how to make his member fit into her mouth. She was right in front of his dick, and it wasn’t just intimidating. It was colossal. No, worse—it looked furious. Like a battle-ready beast demanding tribute. Veins bulged like it had been lifting weights, and it stood there, throbbing with the wrath of a thousand unsatisfied nights. Inner Devil: ‘It’s mad, Freya. Better soothe it with your mouth—like a peace offering.’ Inner Devil 2: ‘This is not a drill. Open wide and show some diplomacy!’

Wolves collided with the shadows of those wings, thrown across the room as blood and instant death erupted. Vivica froze, eyes wide, her chest rising as she watched the devil himself descend upon them. The dark blue aura surrounding him pressed against her burning skin, sending a thrill along her heated skin, and desire, through her. All the rumors about him turned out to be true. He was the Devil. The real Devil. Finn stepped forward deliberately, each movement slow, lethal, deliberate. He stopped just in front of her, the room now deathly silent except for the beat of her pulsing heat.

"You gave her that money willingly. Last I checked, you were practically celebrating. So happy about this." "Things changed." She changed them. "She's in my territory now, Dmitri. That's all that matters." A beat of silence. Then — "The devil is coming down to hell, gentlemen." His voice dropped away from the phone as he announced it to the room. "Brace yourselves." I ended the call. Good mood. Excellent, in fact. Time to let the beast out.

I⁠ couldn't spea‍k, did he sen‍se anyt‍hing? Di⁠d he⁠ know? “I had col‍d feet,” I said softl‌y. He smiled. The pr⁠iest spoke, words‍ abou‌t love, words‌ ab⁠out l‍oyalty‌, wo‍rds abo‌ut forever. Forever s⁠ounded like a‍ locked‍ room. My mind raced. Wh⁠at if he found out? Fear pressed against pride, pride fought back.

Liam devoured his burger like it was the best meal he’d ever had, talking with his mouth full as he told me everything. “They barely fed me. Some days just water, some days nothing,” he said. “They kept saying it was all your fault, and that sooner or later they’d make you pay.” He swallowed hard and stared at the table. “I thought I’d die there.” I reached across the table and took his hand. “You’ll never go through that again. I swear it.” He nodded, but his eyes were tired. He looked older somehow, like the fear of those mafia guys had added years to him.

SALLY’S POV Two days, it had been two whole days since that night of blood and gunfire, since I watched Dante... Doom, drop to the ground with a bullet in his shoulder because of me, because I couldn’t protect myself, because I froze. I had never known fear like that, not when I lost my dad, not when I found out Kelvin was cheating and not even when I heard my so-called best friend getting railed beside me while plotting my downfall but that moment, watching blood pour out of him… it wrecked me.

The second text pops up right under the first one: **~ Sexy Devil: I can still taste you on my tongue, Rebel. That sweet little whimper you made when I finally took back control… Fuck, I’m hard just thinking about it. You’ve had your fun wrecking the devil. Now it’s my turn. When next I see you, make sure to wear something easy to rip off. ~**

Within seconds he had Adrian naked and bent over the couch, thrusting into him with desperate need. “You see me,” Luca groaned as he fucked him deep. “You really see me.” Adrian moaned, pushing back to meet every thrust. Luca reached around and stroked him until they both came hard, shaking in each other’s arms. As they caught their breath, Luca held him tightly. “The more you see of me,” he whispered, “the more dangerous this becomes. For both of us.” Adrian turned his head and kissed him softly. “I’m not afraid of the devil anymore.”